joining this week's yarn along
reading: Kazuo Ishiguro's The Buried Giant
I'm still sorting out colors for the yoke of my Icelandic pullover. I paid a long visit to a lovely yarn store in Royal Oak, Ewe-nique Knits (oh, knitters and their puns!), and vacillated over a beautiful array of yarns. I came home with two shades of Brooklyn Tweed's Shelter, then promptly set them aside as I rummaged through my yarn bins.
Bridget, looking sprightly and saucy in her Morpheus sweater.
The holidays flew by in a blur. We did a Midwest road trip yet again, and as good as it was to see family and friends, I long for the year when we spend Christmas at home. Erik's gnome stocking is hanging on the mantel, but Bridget's stocking is still on the needles.